Thursday, September 13, 2012

What a week!

To say this week has been a horrible week would be an extreme understatement.  Last week I was off work. I have some PTO I need to burn before the end of the year and figured last week was a good time to take some.  J & I headed up to Victoria for a few days.  It was nice to get away.  We did 2 ghost tours, love the tours up there.  We also rented scooters and rode around the city.  It was my first time on a scooter so I was a little nervous at first.  After a few minutes I got the hang of it.  I think it would be awesome to have a scooter!  We got to the place a little late so we only had an hour to ride around.  We'll definitely rent them again when we head back up there.

Saturday I got really bad news that put a damper on the end of my vacation.  My VP called me Saturday afternoon to tell me my boss passed away unexpectedly.  The best way to describe how I felt...it was like getting hit in the chest with a cannonball.  The wind was knocked out of me and I couldn't form a sentence.  All we know right now is that she passed away in her sleep.  She was in Canada, Victoria of all places, and our company was working with her family to get the body back.  

My boss was an amazing person.  She seriously cared about each and every one of her employees.  She was a great mentor to have.  She had an infectious laugh and personality.  It was hard not to smile or laugh when she was in your presence.  We would spend many 1x1s talking about our dogs.  She is going to be missed.  There is no one that could fill her place.  I knew the following work week was going to be difficult.

Monday I dropped Wrigley off and headed into work with a heavy heart.  I got 3/4 of the way to work and realized I left my laptop at home.  I had to go all the way back home to get it.  Not a great way to start off the week.  The mood in the office Monday was very somber.  I couldn't bring myself to go by her office.  It's still too fresh in my mind.  

Tuesday on the way to work I got a speeding ticket.  I was so pissed.  The cop said I was going 37 in a 25.  I'm fairly certain I was not.  I was coming up on a stop sign in a long line of cars.  If I was going that fast I would have had to slam on my brakes when he saw me.  I will definitely be fighting that ticket.

Wednesday my fish at work died.  I just got her the day before! On the way home traffic was horrible. I had to take the back roads to get Wrigley and I didn't end up getting to PetSmart until about 7:15.  I didn't get home until almost 8!  Grrr.  

I'm glad this week is almost over.  Tomorrow morning I fly down to San Diego for my nephew's first birthday party. I can't wait to see my family.  
 
Site Design By Designer Blogs